I crack the door open and see that she is cowering by the headboard. When she sees me she stands up and tries to run to me, but she can't, she's chained to the bed. She slumps back and begins to cry causing the skin around her chocolate colored eyes to turn pink.
It breaks my heart to see her cry, it always has. I walk over and sit on the bed next to her. She lies her head in my lap and continues to cry clutching my robes as if they were anchoring her to the planet. I reach down and run my fingers through my hair; my pale hands make a startling contrast against her twilight black locks.
"Severus," she sobs, my name always sounds odd coming from her lips.
"Shh…Ela," I'm trying to comfort myself just as much as I'm trying to comfort her. She knows as well as I what will happen after I leave. I don't know who they will send in next, probably Lucius Malfoy or Crabbe and Goyle, maybe with their sons. The thought alone makes me want to leave this room and Avada Kedavra them all. I am overwhelmed with the temptation.
She's stopped crying, I don't think she can anymore, and has fallen asleep. Her breath is coming out in hoarse shudders. I continue to stroke her hair, I am overwhelmed with a sudden sense of calm.
She lets out a small whimper as I enter her mind. I pull from her the story of her life. Later I will piece what I see now together to truly see her life, but at the moment all I see are random flashes of memory.
Later, later I will put it all together, but for now I will let it all come in.
Author's Notes: This story won't leave me alone so I had to write it down. Anyways, I have nothing really to say about this chapter except everytime you don't review a new boy band is created. T.T.F.N. Ta-ta-for-now.